high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 52

"I……"

Bai Shu was at a loss for words for a while.

Because of the inexplicable Red Dragon Tribulation, the two people in front of them seemed to mistake him for a martial arts wizard.

According to Wuxian, every time there is a breakthrough in the mind, Chilong becomes more arrogant.

Practicing the Chilong Heart Sutra is a process of constantly subduing the Chilong for oneself.

He has always used attribute values ​​to improve his mind, and he has never realized what the Red Dragon Tribulation is.

Wizards, this is not really...

I worked very hard to get where I am today.

Bai Shu was deeply moved, seeing Fenyin in the early morning, but seeing him every day.

If it is not for hard work, how can there be today.

Whether to pay homage to King Kong Temple...

Not to mention the secret medicine, there are attribute values, and I don't have any urgent need for the secret medicine, but the follow-up method——

In order to exchange martial arts, various families and holy places seem to have left a brief version of the fetal breath state with each other, but if you want to go one step further, unless you waste your work and rebuild it, you can only go to the King Kong Temple.

Moreover, how precious the mind is, and the non-obvious three-six-six-nine-level theory made him realize it.

Even if I waste my work and switch to cultivation, where can I find such a supreme mental method like Chilong?

As an outsider, who would confide in himself without reservation.

Thinking of this, Bai Shu no longer hesitated and made a decision in his heart.

What's more, there are immortals sitting in King Kong Temple, and there will be a lot of cultivation resources and advanced martial arts.

Cultivate one way, law couple land wealth.

If you can worship in King Kong Temple, the two characters of law and place will occupy the name and reality.

"The disciple is willing to pay homage to the Vajra Temple."

Bai Shu bowed solemnly, and bowed solemnly to the two monks in front of him.

"good."

Wuxian and Wuhui looked at each other and smiled, and they all nodded.

"Since you have entered my mountain gate, you are no longer an outsider."

Wu Hui stepped forward and patted Bai Shu's shoulder hard, knocking Bai Shu down a little.

Grandma, you don’t wash your hands with strong hands. Are you eating curry with your hands?

Bai Shu endured the pain, but kept silent on his face.

"From today onwards, you can call me Master Uncle."

"I've met Uncle Wuxian, I've seen Uncle Wuhui."

Bai Shu obeyed and shouted a few words obediently.

Wuxian lowered his head slightly, his eyes were clear, Wuhui put his hands on his hips, and grinned his yellow teeth.

Now... I am also considered a member of the Holy Land...

Dazheng Chao was very fond of his birth, he was not a son of aristocratic family, but by accident, he put on the skin of the holy land, and after that, he was regarded as a nobleman.

I don't know if the monks here can marry wives. It looks like this, and the precepts of the King Kong Temple are like this.

Will there be "The Golden Body of Zhang Liu" and "The Palm of the Tathagata" in the Sutra Pavilion...

Since there is Brahma, it is reasonable to have Shakyamuni.

When he was thinking about it, Wuhui cleared his throat heavily.

"After the imperial army and horses clean up Fenyin, I will write a letter to you. You will cross the Tongjiang River and go to Fengshan in Zhongli County to find my senior brother Wuhuai."

Wuhui hesitated to speak, but in the end he still had a heartache on his face:

"I'll give you 50 taels of silver. After you enter Fengshan Temple, you will receive subsidies every month."

Wuhui hurriedly added: "I don't want interest money between my uncle and nephew, but for the 50 taels, you can get a lot of money and pay it back to me."

"Huh?!" Bai Shu paled in shock.

"50 taels is enough, don't you think it's too little?" Wuhui stared, "After visiting Fengshan Temple, I learned a few pages of his mother's scriptures, and after a few days, I put on a monk's robe and went down the mountain to knock wooden fish for those stupid donkeys. , come faster than water."

Wuhui stared at him vigilantly, and said in a bad tone: "Don't try to renege on the debt, brothers have to settle accounts clearly, and the uncle will be a living Bodhisattva once, so don't bully the uncle and the honest man."

"Isn't it... King Kong Temple?" Bai Shu was cautious, "Why did it become Fengshan Temple again?"

I haven't entered the thief ship yet, and you guys are starting to change your mind?

"There are three hundred monasteries under the King Kong Temple, and there are only a few hundred monks in the monastery."

Seeing Baishu's astonished expression, Wuxian couldn't help shaking his head:

"Not only me and Wuhui, but also the abbot, we were all promoted step by step from the Three Hundred Temples, and we were qualified to enter the Vajra Temple to practice after showing our strengths at the Shurangama Dharma Assembly."

"Even the abbot's disciples are also practicing Zen in Qingyan Cave in Guzang County."

Wuxian changed his face to be right, suppressed the smile on his lips, and said sincerely:

"Nephew, don't worry, this is not a hidden door. If you can't stand out at the Shurangama Dharma Assembly, even the abbot's disciples will not be able to enter the Vajra Temple."

Wuxian's tone was solemn, forcing the suspicion in Baishu's throat.

None of the abbot's disciples are in the Vajra Temple?

That sounds pretty discriminating...

It's just that the ghost knows what kind of small stove the abbot will prescribe for his disciples, with the guidance of a great martial arts master, plus precious medicines and exercises that ordinary monks cannot touch.

If he can't stand out at the Shurangama Conference, he can only say that the abbot doesn't know people well.

Bai Shu was shocked by Wu Xian's words at first, but after thinking about it, it was not the same thing.

In the world, how can there be an impenetrable wall? No matter how strict the precepts of the King Kong Temple are, is there no loophole to exploit?

Bai Shu sneered in his heart, but on the surface he was respectful.

For him, King Kong Temple is already the best choice he can make so far. Even if it is only covered with a layer of skin, his identity will be completely different after having this layer of skin.

"The Shurangama Dharma Conference is held once every three years, whether it is debating the scriptures or performing the dharma. Of these two, anyone who is outstanding can enter the Vajra Mountain Gate."

Wu Xian comforted Bai Shu: "My nephew was able to defuse the little red dragon twice independently, so he must be quite unique in the performance. In my opinion, it is not too difficult to enter the King Kong Mountain Gate."

Although Wu Xian's remark was a little comforting, it was not a lie.

"Red Dragon Heart Sutra", even if it is placed in the supreme mental method, its killing power is unrivaled, and it is the most tyrannical.

Those who practice this mental method often win the battle among the same environment.

Those with extraordinary talents can even strike across the great realm.

If not, he would not try to make contact.

From Wu Xian's point of view, with the help of the secret medicine, Bai Shu survived several times of red dragon calamities...

The performances of the same realm are only inferior to the juniors in the temple.

As for entering the King Kong Mountain Gate, it is not a big problem.

"You worry about a hammer."

Wu Hui didn't know when he slipped to the wine urn, and he didn't use a bowl, just like a mouse stealing oil, he directly stuck his head in.

After Wuxian untied the Bai Bai, he raised his head from the urn and let out a loud belch.

"Shurangama Puja, to put it bluntly, one is talking and the other is fighting. Talking is useless. If you can ring the bell casually, it's fine if you can fool those stupid donkeys down the mountain. This is not..."

Wuhui was talking vigorously, but seeing Wuxian turned his head and gave him a look, he retracted his mouth angrily.

"Fighting, the one who surrendered the little red dragon twice independently." Wuhui gave him a thumbs up, "Master still believes in you."

Wuhui was convinced, and even Wuxian nodded slightly.

I didn't even know I was so strong.

Could it be that he is really powerful?

Bai Shu looked at the sky with both eyes, deep in his heart, there was a place that was about to move suddenly.

boom!

Boom! !

Boom boom boom! ! !

Like thunder exploding out of thin air, amidst the deafening explosion, the sound of shouts and tsunami came.

Xie Fanjing jumped off the stool vigilantly and stood in front of Bai Shu.

"It's okay."

The originally silent living corpses were also startled by the loud noise. They gathered together and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

There was a slight movement between Wuxian's brows, and the light in his eyes almost filled the entire wine shop, and it took a long time before it slowly disappeared.

"My good fellow, there are still demons in the first four realms."

He said to Bai Shu and Wu Hui:

"The imperial army is here, follow me to meet you."

(End of this chapter)